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Backstage, black heavy velvet curtains. Making sure that I have everything together. The cue sounds and I brush walk onto stage. The little dolls twirl, swords clash, and soldiers march. With my heart pounding I get ready to loose my battle with the mouse in front of me. I make my way offstage. Backstage again, I change out my gun and scamper onto the stage. We go through our routine to the sound of cannons, swords, and running. The mouse takes my gun. I turn, salute, turn, and die onstage. I try not to flinch as the Mouse King, and The Nutcracker engage in a sword fight above my head. As the prince, Danny, grows weaker, Clara rushes to save the day. She pounds on The Mouse Kings back, runs away, and brings a mousetrap onto the stage. He chases her for a moment before running back to the prince. Danny thrusts is sword into the rats heart, resulting in the Mouse Kings death. The curtains close and I run offstage. This is my last performance in the Nutcracker Ballet.
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- | Submitted on 07/24/2009 |
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- Title: The performance
- Artist: you can be the sailor
- Description: Going through my routine in The 2008 Ballet Etudes Nutcracker Ballet
- Date: 07/24/2009
- Tags: performance ballet dance
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- Lolvy - 08/29/2009
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Which part did you play?
Ty for posting, it makes it feel like we can be there :3 - Report As Spam